Hey guys, whats up?

Why do I feel like James Dean alone sitting in the corner at the party playing incessantly on his bongos?

Is there anybody out there?

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What an experiment! This really is better than instant messaging, why didn't someone think of this before. Its like sliced bread or velcro...

Are you talking to yourself here?

i think so....

How are you doing? Gotta tell you, enjoyed the book. Are you working on something presently?

CaptainWilder, I must tell you I love your chosen screen name and character, one of my favs.

"Can you still hear me Captain? I'm travelling through a meteor shower, its taking me with it. Its beautiful like a kaleidoscope...."

Wait a minute I am here!

hey, so you are.

Thank you, Robot. Yours is from I Sing the Body Electric, right? "Downwind from Gettysburg"?

Yes it is! Thanks!

Captain, great quote on the gravesite thread. Loved it. I will dig it up before exiting tonight.

Biplane, that was a horrific story about the alligators. One time on Hilton Head when we were kids, we teased one in a lake by throwing rocks at it. It was small about four feet, but we didn't know how fast they are out of water, stupid kids.

Hot and sticky here tonight. Thank heavens for A/C.

There is a Town Meeting scheduled for this coming Thursday evening at the Weston Branch Library in Weston with the theme "Are We The 'Futuristic' Society Ray Bradbury Predicted in Fahrenheit 451?." I am hoping to attend, but then it is the first part of the Finale of CSI. Decisions, decisions!